Probably one of the more ubiquitous brand names in the food service world, at least in the kitchens I have labored in. Also known, somewhat, as a sort of pagan god among certain sects of kitchen-dom. Andy Boy has stood the test of time; at least according to the banner. Although I feel remiss in my duty, as I have not fully delved into the history of Andy Boy, though the web site here did little to shed light onto the origins of the company’s name.

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And by pagan god, I mean, it is not uncommon for certain folks among us in the kitchen crew to cut out the images we see on the cardboard that visits our workplace daily. Perhaps the company has a shared name with one of our staff, or maybe there is a great slogan or motto one of us will take to heart. Sometimes all it takes is an image of a cowgirl riding a potato like a horse (Note: I’ve been looking desperately for this box of potatoes again.) We will hang the cutouts on the wall, or the dry erase board, or out of the way hoping a supervisor will not catch it (or overlook it, in my case). And sometimes, we will worship, and sing from deep in our throats, “all hail Andy Boy!”